| I’m taking the last train home tonight
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| I’m drinking but I can’t get drunker than this
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| I’m going home alone again with a checklist of my ex-best friends
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| And a headache the size of your little white lies
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| Blood dripping from my head into sore black eyes
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| Place my brain between my hood and the vent
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| Walk home from the station, no friends
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| Killing time by killing myself slowly
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| Drugs and booze and tobacco companies own me
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| You said you never meant any harm, but you meant what you did
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| Now I’m hurt and you’re alarmed
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| I’m a replaceable fixture in your house
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| I’m a dispensable character from your past
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| And I’m not feeling safe, come on, pick up the fucking phone
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| I can’t accept when this night ends I’m going home alone
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| I’m running far away from my problems
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| I’m not waiting for you to decide what to pack
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| (It's me versus them, it’s me versus them)
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| I’m not talking California
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| There’s never been a better time to get out of America
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| (It's me versus them, it’s me versus them)
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| I’m running far away from my problems
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| (I will give my last so long suckers, as you write down goodbyes)
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| I’m not waiting for you to decide what to pack
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| (On the back of old Post-Its as I exit and die)
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| I’m not talking California
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| (Accept the fact that you will not be seeing me again)
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| There’s never been a better time to get out of america
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| (No more white flags, I swear this time we’re never gonna talk again)
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| I’m running far away from my problems
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| I’m not waiting for you to decide what to pack
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| (It's me versus them, it’s me versus them)
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| I’m not talking California
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| There’s never been a better time to get out of America
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| (It's me versus them, it’s me versus them)
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| I’m running far away from my problems
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| (I will give my last so long suckers, as you write down goodbyes)
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| I’m not waiting for you to decide what to pack
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| (On the back of old Post-Its as I exit and die)
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| (It's me versus them, it’s me versus them)
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| I’m not talking California
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| (Accept the fact that you will not be seeing me again)
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| There’s never been a better time to get out of America
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| (No more white flags, I swear this time we’re never gonna talk again)
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| (It's me versus them, it’s me versus them)
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| Because it’s me versus them |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Have Fun Rotting by Yourself , by - The Arrogant Sons Of Bitches. Song from the album Three Cheers for Disappointment, in the genre Альтернатива